Characters: Ziva David, Open to Anyone
Content: Ziva's traveling through the city, heading towards the Church...and the door to the next world.
Setting: Somewhere in the city.
Time: Week 23, Afternoon.
Warnings: Ziva in herself is a warning. Edit1: Ziva and Trudy though? This may be chaos in badass women form. Edit2: Aaaand Grace's mouth. She's her own
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"Dr. Grace Augustine," she answered, though she didn't offer a handshake right away. If Ziva wanted one, she'd spare one, but Grace's methods of work didn't always run the same way as politeness, especially when she was dealing with strangers in this strange world.
"I never doubted your ability to make friends," Grace shot back at Trudy. Really, it was her own that was the trouble-maker. Grace tended to make enemies or work allies, not friends. Jake and the people rooted deepest in the Avatar Program were the exceptions. Plus the Na'vi she'd taught for so long.
Her gaze returned to Ziva for a moment, but her words were directed at Trudy. "I guess the question is, do I bring out the tank or go as I am?" Bringing out the tank would require an extra stop back at the apartment and Grace was kind of not in the mood to deal with that. "I'd say I'm more inclined to go as is. I doubt the plants are any worse on people here."
With her mind apparently made up, Grace turned to look around again. Clearly, that subject of conversation was done in her mind.
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